*Anything But Politics today. I’ve got a splitting headache and I’m under-caffeinated. I’ve gabbed with my mom so I’m done talking or even thinking about politics..
Let’s talk Jelly Krimpets! Reader New York Tax Refugee found a jelly Krimpet at a Wawa and sent me a photo! I mean, how lucky am I that readers do that? Love it. And love that I get to see a jelly Krimpet. Honestly, I didn’t know they existed. Raspberry. I’d like to reach into the screen and have that right about now.
Then there’s Arnold Palmer, the King of Golf, such a perfect ambassador to the sport in every way shape and form. So many wonderful photos on social media, so many heartfelt condolences from his legions of fans, his loyal Arnie’s Army.
Growing up in a golfing family, we played, we watched, we vacationed around golf, we talked about golf all the time. The players in my day had their own personalities, their own swing, their own style. Today, it’s hard to tell one player from another (exception was Tiger Woods) as all swings look alike and players just don’t seen to have as much uniqueness. Maybe that’s just me getting old?
The drink, half lemonade and half iced tea, is something that the Wilmington CC served from when I was old enough to know so I wonder where they thought of it and how Palmer was smart enough to co-opt it to be his drink. Good for him.
It rained overnight, much needed, but not enough to stop the drought. I’m home much of today but at some point, when I regroup from staying up past midnight and up at 5:33, I’ll venture out for some grub and other chores du jour.
Happy Tuesday. And remember, this post is NOT for debate discussion. Anything but…..